Dumbledore: I was most unfortunate in my youth to come across a vomit-flavored one, and since then I’m afraid I’ve lost my liking for them. But, I think I could be safe with a nice toffee.
[eats it]
Dumbledore: Mm, alas, earwax.
Candy doesn’t have to have a point. That’s why it’s candy.
We elves try to stick to the four basic food groups: candy, candy canes, candy corns, and syrup.
You made Mrs. March feel like she could see again. You made Ford believe he was part of something. You give out hope like it was candy in your pocket.
Captain, we have discovered the most efficient and productive way to eat is simple carbs and sugars six times a day.
Did you ever suck the jelly out of a jelly doughnut and then fill it with chocolate swirl ice cream?
To be honest … no. But if you want, I will try.
Do or do not. There is no try.
Give me that damn wig! What the hell are you doing in there?
Getting to know you.
Ok. So… they pull her voice from the pay phone, probably right now, install the recognition software and backtrace it to Singer. So, then we show up, they bring out the satellite, and we’re fried with Y-rays.
Rescind Dr. Cockroach’s toybox privileges, immediately.
-Rex: Mr. Lotso, do toys here get played with every day?
- Lotso: All day long! Five days a week.
- Jessie: But what happens when the kids grow up?
- Lotso: When the kids get old, new ones come in. When they get old, new ones replace them. You’ll never be outgrown, or neglected. Never abandoned or forgotten.
One of us! One of us!
One singular sensation, every little step she takes.
What’s the matter? Don’t you like musical comedy?
Something familiar
Something peculiar
Something for everyone—a comedy tonight!
Something appealing
Something appalling
Something for everyone—a comedy tonight!
Make 'em laugh, make 'em laugh, make 'em laugh!
Don’t bring around a cloud to rain on my parade.
Every time it rains it rains, Pennies from heaven, Don’t you know each cloud contains, Pennies from heaven, You’ll find your fortune falling, All over town, Be sure that your umbrella is upside down, Trade them for a package of sunshine and flowers, If you want the things you love, You must have showers, So when you hear it thunder, Don’t run under a tree, There’ll be - pennies from heaven - for you and me.